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Poetry by Evan Byington

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. The gentle mystique of her presence
. cascading down the strands of her hair, flowing along her supple frame.
. I dream and dream again.
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. She is always there – in the corner of my eye.
. My subconscious has started to blend into reality,
. for I see her in my waking hours, now.
. …Always…
. in the corner of my eye.
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. I can’t believe she is just a figment of my imagination.
. (My mind may not be as …whole… as it once was, but that’s not a possibility)
. I long for her to close the gap, to be tangible, and within my grasp.
. But still she ever shies away.
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. My eyes flutter shut,
. she beckons me.
. I heed her somber call,
. an insidious whisper oddly silent.
. As I draw near she pulls away,
. ever farther, crushing my lungs with abysmal despair.
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. After years of vacant torture her haunting geist fades.
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. Emptiness…
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. …Yearning…
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. ….Longing.

. The hours etch by
. a wholesome loneliness
. the peace eternal.
. A majesty stifled metropolis
. left bitter in the blank sky. i l
. The moon’s reflected light w r i
. – too dim to strike the dust s n across blackened dirt-
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. leaves me reminiscing.
. Is this all that there is left in life?
. To carry on a seemingly meaningless task
. With no one even acknowledging your existence?
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. I am one with the wind.
. Surrounded by serene beauty, but invisible to the world.
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. One day the calm will come and I will cease to exist.

. Sulking through the shambles of my life
. Stumb
. ling along the dirt-packed path.
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. Intoxication a temporary bliss, ever [f a d i n g]
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. A concentration of darkness pools and coalesces up ahead.
. This poison addles my mind. A slow rot.
. The darkness slowly melts into a dingy smoke.
. My bed beckons me, I’m spiralling.
. A vague shape of a man forms and its vaporous head turns to face me.
. A palpable aura of despair emanates from its being.
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. It extends the vague formation of a “hand” and it solidifies into a wispy black body.
. I am too far gone for this – yet I grasp its claw.
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. VISIONS BLAZE INSIDE MY MIND, SYNAPSES FIRING.
. I see her lithe form, calling to me.
. She is not as she once was, a mere spectre, lost.
. My thoughts race as she reaches out to me.
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. A promise from this dark mass.
. My opportunity at love and happiness…
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. I’d accept no matter the cost.

. The ground c s in the distance.
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. A form of decay and horror rises forth,
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. Wearing a raiment I have pictured a thousand times before.
. The one who had haunted me – returned – though not as promised.
. Tears in my eyes as her body shuffles towards mine.
. Nothing left of her, just a husk.
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. The blurred vision of a blade gently thrust into the skull as it crumples.
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. A > C R A S H < thunders through the sky,
. Bolts of lightning slam into the mud a mile away.
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. A fissure opens and the emanation of heat felt from here.
. Hell hath come upon us.

. Misery and self-disgust rise like bile.
. My guts twist and turn with the crime I have committed.
. I let myself be drawn in with false hope of a sickened dream.
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. How could I be so naive?
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. The months past since Night rose true.
. To claim domain over our land.
. …My fault alone.
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. Man has tried to reign in its defence.
. My aid was demanded, so I stand.
. My armour fastened so tightly I can hardly breath – or is that just my crushing guilt?
. The blade at my hip bleeds cold into me,
. numbing my leg as if it had already been severed.
. Contracting the taught warmth of the curved oaken bow slung over my shoulder.
. Prayers muttered by the soldiers to the Radiance,
. will the Eternal Fires hear our plees?
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. The call to arms echoes in the distance as thousands of us prepare to die.
. A battle not for conquest, but survival.
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. Soon the clash will start but there will be no victory on this day.

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. As my awareness of my meager existence fades away.
. I see the all-to-familiar form of Sunbane taking shape.
. Through heavy eyelids I witness his approach towards my mangled body.
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. It kneels next to me and plunges wispy tendrils of darkness into my chest.
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. [A BURNING LIGHT PLUNGES MY MIND INTO DARKNESS]
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. Another vision, I see her again.
. She awaits me, held at bay by Darkness.
. But…its not Darkness that keeps her from me, but the Radiance.
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. It keeps her from me, but Night shows me the path to my love.
. I assume his role and free her so that we may be together.
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. My body slowly fades out of existence and a murky mist lays in its place.
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. What had happened?
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. Who…am I?
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. A voices rings inside my mind, I am the Sunbane, Darkness, I am Night.